"What a delicate knife technique!"

In an instant, Lin Mad sensed the power of Song Yiming's knife technique, which seemed to be an ordinary slash, but it implied many subtle changes, and if he was not careful, he might lose his life.

"It seems that I have put it up, and this Song Yiming's knife technique is at least three grades...... It's even a four-rank martial art! It's just that he is limited by the realm and can't cultivate higher moves! Plus, he doesn't have a real sword in his hand, so his power is limited......"

Lin Mad suddenly felt a shudder, if Song Yiming was allowed to learn more powerful moves.

Even he can't take this knife.

Between the lightning and flint, the two gangqi had collided together, and finally ended up evenly matched.

Song Yiming ran his qi again, and the knife appeared on the wooden knife again.

"Senior Brother Lin, I may not be as good as you in the realm, but my martial arts are not inferior! ”

Lin Madness laughed: "Brother Song's sword technique is indeed exquisite. But my palm...... It's no worse than your sword skills!"

As he spoke, Lin Mad was running his anger again.

This time, Song Yiming finally discovered the abnormality.

"That's not right! It stands to reason that the collision of the two gangs should explode, but my gangqi has just come into contact with Senior Brother Lin's gangqi and the muddy cow has disappeared into the sea, so that I can't exert the power of my sword technique at all!"

Lin Mad immediately burst out laughing: "Brother Song finally saw that something was wrong. ”

Song Yiming's face turned pale, and he had to wait for the input of Gang Qi, and the Lin Madness at that end had completely detonated Gang Qi.

In an instant, a white light flashed, followed by a click, and a black shadow flew upside down and slammed into the ground.

It was the wooden knife in Song Yiming's hand, and at this time, the wooden knife had been broken and was inserted upside down under the ring.

Song Yiming glanced at the hilt of the knife in his hand, and was depressed for a while.

After a long time, he sighed and said: "That's it, it seems that my sword skills are not superb enough, I admit defeat in this battle!"

After that, Song Yiming held the truncating knife and was about to step down.

Lin Mad suddenly spoke: "Brother Song doesn't have to be presumptuous, I have another adventure, and my qi is stronger than ordinary martial artists." What's more, what you have in your hand is not a real knife, if it is a real knife, I may not be able to block Brother Song's knife. Speaking of which, I'm just trying to get a trick. ”

Song Yiming pondered for a moment, then gave Lin Mad a deep salute, and then walked out of the ring.

defeated Song Yiming, Lin Mad temporarily walked out of the ring to rest.

Watching Lin Mad walk out of the ring, the surrounding disciples immediately nodded one after another, identifying Lin Mad as extraordinary.

"This Song Yiming is indeed extraordinary, if he is in the late stage of gathering qi and encounters his sword technique, this king may not be his opponent. ”

In the stands, the little prince said to himself.

But the speaker has no heart, the listener has a heart, and the inner disciples around him are somewhat discolored.

Little Wangye's evaluation is naturally extremely high!

It can be said that the little prince boasted of two people in one sentence! One Lin Mad, and one Song Yiming!

Martial arts are not as good as Song Yiming, naturally it means that Song Yiming's martial arts cultivation is indeed exquisite. And even the little prince is not as good as Song Yiming, Lin Mad was actually able to defeat Song Yiming. That naturally means that Lin Mad is stronger than the little prince back then!

The inner disciples are all human spirits, and naturally they heard the praise in the words of the little prince.

At this time, Lin Mad naturally didn't know the little prince's approval, he had already gotten out of the ring to rest.

Half an hour later, Lin Mad's aura had almost recovered, and then he stepped into the ring.

At this time, many disciples had already stepped down from the stage to rest, and many disciples on the stage had gone up.

In the next few competitions, Lin Mad met Sun Wang and Lu Wenwei respectively, these two people are also extraordinary, although they do not have the sharp knife of Song Yiming, but they are not simple characters, especially Lu Wenwei, the means are frequent, Lin Mad almost injured his hand.

Simply, in these two competitions, Lin Mad won the final victory.

Finally, the sun was turning westward, and the second round of trials was coming to an end.

At this time, several elders on the stage announced the scores of the second round loudly.

"First place, Lin Madness! Thirty wins in a row!"

"Second place, Sun Wang, won twenty-nine games in a row!"

"Third place, Lu Wenwei, twenty-seven games!"

......

In an instant, all the disciples cheered in unison.

These people may not know Lin Mad but it is the instinct of a martial artist to fear the strong, Lin Mad has been the first twice in a row, there is no doubt that the inner disciple is already in his bag.

A little smile also appeared on Lin Mad's face.

"One step closer to the inner gate! In this way, my goal of becoming a disciple of the personal transmission will have greater hope! and so on...... Why did I have the idea of becoming an heirloom?"

Lin Mad only felt that he seemed to have missed something, but he just couldn't think of it, so he could only shake his head and secretly said in his heart: "Now is not the time to think nonsense! Tomorrow is the final trial, climb the Qingyun Tower, I must save enough energy!"

At the end of this competition, Lin Mad did not go to celebrate with Xu Shan and the others, but just went back to his room to rest.

The night went by in a flash.

The next day, Lin Mad came to the Trial Square, and all the disciples had already known Lin Mad and immediately shouted as soon as they saw Lin Mad appear.

Lin Mad responded with a smile one by one, and finally walked to the seat that belonged to him and waited.

Soon, the disciples and elders who had entered the final round also arrived.

However, this time is obviously different from the past, several powerful disciples have solemn faces, even Sun Wang, who has participated in several inner gate trials, also has a solemn face, obviously this last round of trials is the most difficult.

"It seems that among the three rounds of trials, climbing the Qingyun Tower is the key! Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many inner disciples paying attention to this final trial! And Sun Wang had failed in the Qingyun Tower before...... Obviously, Qingyun Tower is not that simple!"

Lin Mad was thinking about it when he saw an inner disciple actually walking towards him.

This person is none other than Zhou Bufan's disciple, Zong Ruizhi!

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Zong. Lin Mad arched his hand slightly and said, "I'm about to climb the Qingyun Tower, I don't know what advice the sect senior brother has?"

Zong Ruizhi waved his hand and said, "Senior Brother Lin is polite, Zong is just passing the word." Shizun said, when you end up climbing Qingyun Tower, I hope you can worship his old man as a teacher. ”

Lin Madness smiled and understood what Zhou Bufan meant.

"I naturally remember Elder Zhou's kindness. If it weren't for Elder Zhou's mark, I would have died. Lin Yan said sincerely, "I will definitely give priority to Elder Zhou. ”

Zong Ruizhi nodded, bowed and left.

Suddenly, the elite disciples beside Lin Mad cast envious glances one after another.

At this time, in everyone's eyes, Lin Mad is not what it used to be, because he is already an inner disciple of the inner sect!

However, envy is envy, and no one is jealous, because Lin Mad deserves such treatment with his strength.

Even if you enter the inner gate, over time, you will become the best in the inner gate, and it is not impossible to even pass on the disciple yourself, who would dare to be jealous of such a disciple?

After a while, several elders said loudly: "Please Qingyun Tower!"

"Qingyunlou, please!"

"Qingyunlou, please!"

......

The four words were passed down layer by layer, lingering in the entire Qingyun Sect.

Until the end, these countless voices converged together, like a sound like Hong Zhong Da Lu, causing the entire Qingyun Sect to slowly vibrate.

Lin Mad suddenly felt a tremor under his feet, as if there had been an earthquake.

Some of the timid disciples were already panicking, but the inner disciples all showed the expressions of people who had come over, and they had obviously experienced it once.

With this violent tremor, Lin Mad saw the ground of the trial square crack, and a towering pagoda rose from the ground.